Each morning, Lord, I come over the hill and see The vista You’ve laid out for the day. Sometimes, it’s bright and sunny. Sometimes, it’s cloudy and overcast, But whatever it is, I am fascinated With the way You paint the landscape. The foggy mornings with a bit of sun, Peeking out between multi-colored clouds, […]
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Brilliant Iris
I saw the sun the other morning Peeking through a crevasse in the clouds Like a brilliant iris of light, (Too bright to see the color) Staring through the vast, dark grey eyelids. Even when the sun rose to its hidden place Behind the upper mass of moisture, The brightness of that spot drew my […]